This special
edition of The Vampire Hunter’s Daughter contains parts I-VI, the complete
collection. Fourteen-year-old Chloe witnesses her mother’s murder at the hands
of a vampire. Before the vampire can kidnap her, there is an unexpected rescue
by a group of vampire hunters.

Overwhelmed by
the feeling of safety, Chloe passes out and they whisk her away to their small
community. When Chloe wakes, she comes face to face with the only other living
relative, besides her mother, whom she has ever met: her grandfather. Chloe’s
mother kept her hidden from the family; now, Chloe tries to unveil the family
secrets.

Through her
grandfather, she learns her mother was a vampire hunter. In fact, her entire
family is descended from the powerful bloodlines of vampire hunters. Chloe
agrees to join the family she has never known for one reason only: Chloe vows
to kill the vampire responsible for her mother’s murder. With vengeance in her
soul, Chloe is even more determined to follow through on her vow when she
discovers the true identity of her enemy and how he is connected to her.

Experience the
world of vampires hunter’s, vampires and mythology with Chloe in this exciting
series.

Two Excerpts for The Vampire Hunter’s
Daughter

Excerpt 1:

Drew let me be until
snowflakes began to drift down from the sky. “Come on, Chloe. We have to go
now.”

With tears still
staining my cheeks, I gave my mother‟s grave one last caress and then stood.
“All right, I‟m ready.”

Drew took my hand
again and led me between the plots as best as we could manage. The air outside
had chilled even more than when we arrived. It was cold. Really cold. When we
approached the gates, warmth suddenly filled my stomach and spread through my
body.

“Oh, my… what the
heck?” I clutched my stomach as the tingling spread all the way into my
fingertips.

Drew and I both spun
around and Drew whipped his gun out from underneath his jacket.

“Who are you?” Drew
yelled.

There, sitting atop
one of the gravestones, bathed in the green glow of florescent lights, was a
woman. Even though it was freezing, she barely wore anything, and what she did
have on looked like leather wrapped around her body and a halter top with crude
lacing holding it together. Snowflakes drifted down and passed through her
tanned skin, dissolving into nowhere.

“How do you know
me?” I shouted. “Who are you?”

My stomach was still
flooded with warmth, and it made me feel like I had to pee. I wished I had
brought my gun.

She clicked her
tongue and tossed a wave of dark brown hair over her shoulder. “You do not need
your weapons, my children. I do not come to harm.”

She slid off the
gravestone, and I watched her bare feet sink into the snow. They left no
footprints.

“Who are you?” Drew
demanded again.

She moved forward
slowly. “I am your mother, many times over.”

This chick scared
me. Was she a ghost? I moved backward a few steps as she approached, using Drew
as a shield, since he had the gun.

As if under a spell,
Drew lowered his arms and his gun came to rest by his side. “What do you want?”

“I am here to help,
Chloe.” She nodded at me and smiled. “You need the help of your ancestors. Your
mother cannot help you, so I have come to give you guidance.”

The warmth in my
stomach turned into fire in my heart. I can‟t explain it, but I felt the
connection with this apparition. I moved out from behind Drew.

“Who are you?” I
whispered.

She lifted her chin
arrogantly. “I am Sostrate, the daughter of Artemis, and as I have told you
already, your mother, many times over.”

“Why are you here?”

“I have come to give
you the guidance your mother cannot give you. It is my duty.”

“Are you a ghost?”

She only shook her
head and gave me a crooked grin. “I am a demi-goddess. I gained immortality
from my mother. I do not come as an apparition, because I cannot die.”

“Holy shit.” Drew
actually dropped his gun in the snow.

I moved forward, not
afraid anymore. I knew she was who she said she was. As we approached each
other, I stretched out my hand, wanting to touch her. She also extended her
hand and as my gloved fingers connected with the solid fingertips of hers, I
gasped. “You‟re real.”

She nodded. “Of
course.”

“Sostrate,” I pulled
my hand from hers, “How can you help me?”

“Chloe, it is time
that you think with a clear head. Revenge has taken over your heart and your
soul, taken over so much of you that you cannot possibly win this battle. It
takes more than thinking with your brain. You must fight with love,” she
pressed her fist against her heart “not only hatred.”

“I don‟t
understand,” I told her.

“Wars
are not won because of hatred for the enemy; they are won because of
love for what is being defended.”

Excerpt
2:

“Come on. You said
you wanted a demonstration of the water element.”

“Oh, cool.” I
followed him through the trails until we reached a clearing where a tiny stream
ran into a rather quaint little pond. Oddly enough, the pond wasn‟t frozen.
Perhaps it wasn‟t cold enough.

“This is pretty,” I
told him.

He just nodded and
said nothing while he set down his bow and backpack on a large old tree stump.
I watched while he turned toward the pond and narrowed his eyes.

“Look at the water,
Chloe, not at me.”

“Oh.” I changed
direction quickly.

The stream poured
out of the woods and into the pond with gently running ripples of water. I
almost didn‟t notice when the water in the center of the pond began to swirl.
The swirling gradually picked up speed and grew larger until it looked like a
whirlpool. But whirlpools go downward into the water. This whirlpool began to
rise up out of the water. It rose up maybe six feet and then the water spilled
over from the top like a fountain. I glanced at Gavin. He stood stock still,
silent, his eyes focused on the water.

Slowly, the swirling
fountain of water receded back into the pond. I stood there, enthralled by the
magic Gavin could do with his power.

“You‟re amazing,” I
whispered to him.

“No,” he shook his
head, “I’m not amazing. I can just do amazing things.”

“Well… I think you‟re
amazing.”

He turned his head
and caught my eyes. “I think you‟re amazing, and you haven‟t done anything like
that.”

Oh, little did he
know. For some reason, his comment made me want to show him what I could do,
but I didn‟t even know if I could do it on command. So far it had only
happened when I was angry.

He stared at me so
deeply I felt naked.

“Gavin,
what I just saw was magical. You make magic.”

My Thoughts...

I loved this world that Wright has created, the different factions of vampires and vampire-hunters and the one girl who is stuck in the middle.

I did not want to put this book down, it pulled me along with Chloe on her adventures, her acceptance of who she is, what she's capable of and also when she finally comes into her own.

After witnessing the murder of her mother Chloe is sent to live with her grandfather whom she has never met, she discovers that she comes from a very long line of vampire-hunters, and a father who's not exactly human, and that she is to train to become one as well, the community where she moves to is made up of vampire-hunters with the idea to keep everyone else out.

She starts training with Drew a boy three years older who also lives with her grandfather, and whom she may or may not have feelings for and starts to date Gavin the popular boy at school, who is also a vampire-hunter and who also has some kind of history with Drew.

Along the way her powers start to appear the closer she gets to her sixteenth birthday, some she inherited from both her parents and some which are just hers alone.

But when her home and community are threatened by her father who just wants her with him she has to decide whether to give up what's finally starting to feel like home.

I really can't wait for the Arcadia Falls series which will be following on from the end of this series, I'm excited and intrigued as to what Chloe will get up to next.

Jennifer Malone Wright resides in the beautiful mountains of northern Idaho with her husband and five children. Between the craziness of taking care of her children, whose ages range from fourteen all the way down to six months, and being a homemaker, Jennifer has little time left for herself. The time she does have left, usually leading far into the night, is spent working on freelance work or her beloved fiction.
When she grew up, Jennifer always had her nose in a book. She has been writing stories and poems since grade school. This love of the written word and her strong interest in the paranormal is what has led to her first novel “The Birth of Jaiden.”
In addition to being a mother and homemaker, Jennifer is also a very proud military wife. Moving around the country for the last ten years has made her a bit of a nomad and she finds it difficult to be in one place for too long.
Jennifer is also the author of The Birth of Jaiden, a paranormal novel filled with action, suspense, and even a love story.